Chapter 33: The Man's Hands Are Not Clean

After hanging up the phone, Zuo Anning got on the bus with the people in line, and sat down in the window single seat in the back.

This city is obviously so small, and those who have been inextricably linked, if they break off their fate, it will not be easy to meet again. On the contrary, it is a stranger, and I often don't know it when I see it, but I just feel inexplicably familiar.

But she didn't know that just when she was sighing "I don't know each other because I didn't know each other", Fang Yishui was sitting in this sports car that she swept by.

After the company meeting in the afternoon, Fang Yishui came to the company building where Zuo Anning worked, and after seeing her get on the bus, he started the engine and followed the bus until he was sure that she had arrived home safely.

Ever since he heard Mo Xiaobei say that he was merciful everywhere, he has been wondering what kind of affection he has left so far? Mo Xiaobei would say this kind of thing, it was nothing more than what Zuo Anning told her, if it was a misunderstanding, then it must be Zuo Anning who misunderstood herself.

Heaven and earth can be seen, his feelings for Zuo Anning have been for nearly ten years, as in his original intention, he has not had an affair with anyone so far, and the more he thinks about it, the more he feels puzzled.

What did he do to mislead her?

"Mr. Fang? Mr. Fang! Are you listening? ”

The non-stop sound in the car interrupted Fang Yishui's contemplation, he withdrew his gaze from the terrace on a certain floor of the apartment building, turned off the car audio connected to his mobile phone, and asked lightly, "What's the matter?" ”

"That's right, the results of the investigation you asked me to investigate about a manager surnamed Cao of Zhige Company have come out. This manager Cao had embezzled departmental public funds in Zhige Company, but he later made up for it, and he has always taken advantage of his position to do some things that cannot be put on the table. ”

Lin Tezhu reported the general situation in one breath, took a half-breath, and then asked, "Mr. Fang, do you need to tell you the details of these things in detail?" ”

"No, I don't."

A certain originally dull terrace on the apartment floor cast a faint white light at this time, Fang Yishui looked up, and ordered in a slightly tired tone: "Terminate all cooperation with Zhige Company, and announce to the outside world, but if there is a company with this person or has anything to do with him, our company will no longer cooperate." ”

“....... Mr. Fang, this ......"

"In addition, send all the deeds about Manager Cao that you investigated anonymously to the email address of the boss of the other company."

"Mr. Fang, can I ask what the reason is? After all, our cooperation with Zhige has been around since Mr. Fang. ”

Hearing this, a sharp cold light flashed in his indifferent eyes, as long as he remembered Manager Cao's salty pig hand that night, the urge to chop that hand arose in his chest, "That person's hands are not clean." ”

The first time Lin Tezhu heard his own boss speak in such a cold and gnashing of teeth, he couldn't help but shudder while feeling fresh, and secretly exclaimed in his heart: Could it be that Manager Cao's hand touched Mr. Fang?

Early in the morning, the leaves fall in early autumn.

Zuo Anning sat on the big sofa of Zuo's house, his body was tilted, his back was leaning against the armrest of the sofa, one hand was holding a mobile phone that was playing a news video about the latest trends in the 4A advertising industry, and he covered his mouth with one hand and kept yawning.

"Ouch!"

Just as she covered her mouth and yawned again, a strange scream from Ms. Yang Yuan came diagonally across the living room, so frightened that she almost dropped her mobile phone, she hurriedly sat up half-propped up, turned her head to look over, and asked, "Ms. Yang, what are you doing?" ”